Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
Until you fantasize about the middle aged woman at work bending her over the desk and ****ing her during after office hours. Or even during office hours with the office door closed. I lift weights, so my mind wanders everyday.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
When the only thing on available to a man is a fatty or tranny, no wonder he loses desire.
The most I was able to do in a 24-hour period was 8. Cost me like 500 guilders.
Super relevant and underrated comment. It might be a good job financially speaking (I also did it), whole days of sitting inside stressing over abstract stuff in your head (and dealing with office politics at the same time) do not make it a good job physically and spiritually speaking. That's why I quit such a job (still do it for my own business, so I make my own agenda) and now work my body with manual labor as a side job.
Was with you until you said "middle aged woman"
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
When you're horny, even they look appetizing. I'm ashamed to say it.
I’ve always felt that Leo’s dumping of his girlfriends once they reached 25 was subconscious to a degree. Once they lost their youth he just naturally lost attraction and moved on. An average guy will lose attraction, but it’s difficult for him to attract a younger woman, so he stays.
Leo is addicted to getting any woman he wants. He's living the dream, and I'd say he could die happy.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
Yes, I have noticed the women has to be more attractive in order for me to maintain an erection. When I was 25 I had sex with a woman who was nearly 300lbs. Don’t know if that would work out at 39.
